relationships

Image Credit: Snail Doolin   I was twenty-one when I found out that Carrie Underwood’s song “Before He Cheats” isn’t meant as a literal how-to guide for handling a cheating…

* * * You hold your clenched fist out to me, palm up, fingers wrapped around an unseen object. I hold your gaze as I unwrap them, one by one.…

* * * 5. Do Own thy known. Two owls swoop to low hoots, or bolt, two bold moons. No two got torn. Books or told words hold rot. Crooks…

I go out only as instructed: once per day to move homebound muscles. When I hear the Yale lock click shut behind me, I reflexively pat my pockets; there’s no…

WOVEN is an Entropy series and dedicated safe space for essays by persons who engage with #MeToo, sexual assault and harassment, and #DomesticViolence, as well as their intersections with mental…

* * * The Woodpecker He interrupts us with his staccato tap tapping, swivels his skunk crown to mock our quiet conversation. By now we assume all the rules are…

WOVEN is an Entropy series and dedicated safe space for essays by persons who engage with #MeToo, sexual assault and harassment, and #DomesticViolence, as well as their intersections with mental…

I was eating cherries out of a jar when Denis Johnson died, my fingers sticky with the slime. Their red syrup coating my teeth, I could feel a cavity forming…

“Where ya going buckaroo?” Casey said, taking off his headphones and tossing them on to the desk. I shrugged. “Out, I think.” “I thought you said you were exhausted?” “I…

April 2015   When I was a child never thought I would become a part of a junkie’s dream, where real clouds are research chemical and methamphetamine smoke, where needles…

1. Origins and distributions We hear birds at night. I imagine they are cardinals but Lou argues for sparrows. We know for sure they aren’t supposed to be here. But…

My hands are dry, creeks of blood cracking open. A pink fury. I wash and wash and hope. *  *  * The first week of COVID-19 quarantine, I accidentally cancel…

Text Message Exchange on December 20th: Alexandra: I think I found an actual photo of Finn cheating on you in June. Maya follows Finn on Instagram, it was not hard…

An owl lives in the sweet gum, and tonight it has flown to our rooftop. Its calls float down to me—low and hollow—like curls of carrot peels around a bowl.…